Xx, Ashton || a.i.
"Love you, Fletcher." "The feeling is mutual, Lydia Grace."
Ashton had all the answers to every question Bridgette had, but he had to stay silent for her own good. First in the Westfield Drive series COMPLETED ✓ (Trailer cred to: calumsclique) copyright © 2014 kwrites
THIS WHOLE FANFICTION IS IN EDITING (BEING REWRITTEN). AS SOON AS NEW VERSIONS OF CHAPTERS ARE WRITTEN, THEY WILL BE ADDED. DO NOT RECOMMEND READING UNTIL COMPLETED (STORYLINE CHANGES CAUSE CONFUSION) "If I hadn't found you when I did, I have no idea where I'd be right now. I was losing hope before I found you, but yo...
She found something, or rather someone, she never expected to find in her new room.
ashton was just a city boy with a bad past, a broken heart, and a belief set in his mind that nobody could fix it. hayden was just a girl with barely anybody there for her in a thousand mile radius. they both had nobody, and they both wanted somebody. {caution: contains depression, self-harm, suicidal thoughts/actions...
"welcome to detention. no talking, coughing, sneezing, giggling, weird sounds of any sort, listening to music, and most certainly, no sex on top of the desks."
Veronica Campbell was the shy, stick to herself girl. Who blushed a little bit too much, who would rather read a book then go out partying. She happens to move to a new school in a new city. What happens when she bumps into a mean, sour blind kid named Ashton Irwin? Blind!Ashton Irwin /OC
"My parents warned me about the drugs in the streets but never the ones with hazel eyes and a heartbeat."
Hypophrenia; a vague feeling of sadness, seemingly without cause.
"So what's your name, miss America?" He asked leaning his side against the chair, propping himself up with his arm. Oh god, his arm; tanned and toned. It took me a second to get it out. I'm sure he could feel how uncomfortable I was and I could tell he thought it was hilarious by the look of his crooked smile. "Um...